The Young Master's Blind Wife

Art painting gallery

The event is attended by painting lovers and painting artists all over the world.

Currently just filled the gallery building owned by Wife Ten.

"What a good painting. It looks colorful, but it's just chat." Ayla stared at the Painting in front of her in astonishment.

A glass of wine was given to Ayla. Ayla looked and turned to stare who gave her a glass of Wine.

"We meet again my women" said Farhan.

"I'm sorry I didn't drink" said Ayla walking away and leaving Farhan who saw a glass of wine offered to Ayla. Denied.

Ayla saw the work of sculpture carvings and also some beautiful and beautiful paintings. Ayla was also happy to stare at the painting that had meaning. His phone rang a message. Ayla opened it and read it.

Farhan came and stood beside Ayla.

Staring at the same painting that Ayla saw.

"Stop bothering me Young master Farhan." Ayla said still by staring at the screen of her phone and pressing a few letters to reply to Arga's message.

"It's a pity that I don't want to because this opportunity I rarely get and I will take advantage of this border" said Farhan passed away from near Ayla.

Take a few snacks and sit in the chair provided. Not long Arga comes and Ayla sees him. Instantly Arga was stopped by Ten and his business colleagues. Ayla resumed eating and finished. Ayla turned her head when a woman whispered something in her ear.

"But I don't know you" Ayla smiled. The blonde woman was surprised.

"You're still conscious." The blonde lady looked at Ayla a little in wonder.

"Yes, I'm not sleeping." He answered and smiled kindly at the blonde woman.

This time hypnotized again I won't be able to, Ayla's inner self.

The blonde woman smiled.

"I just want to apologize for my actions at that time and also will you forgive me," said the blonde woman patted Ayla on the shoulder. Ayla nodded.

Now Ayla was in the private room where Farhan was waiting and staring at Ayla's arrival.

"You're doing great. Go," said Farhan.

No. It's a hypnotic trap, I have to realize Ayla. Ayla closed her eyes immediately clenched her hand.

Ayla turned around and hit the face of the woman who just wanted to turn to face her.

"Akhs.. Shit." The woman held her lower jaw and looked at Ayla who was looking at her with a strange grin.

The woman stared at Ayla and was going to hypnotize her again but to no avail as Ayla held her hand and turned her back. Pushed it and fell to his knees on the floor. Farhan smiled as he patted her hand.

Outside the party venue, Arga realizes that Ayla is not in her place and only has her bag.

"Dafa check out this Cctv gallery to ask Mrs Ten to give her permission." Dafa nodded and immediately left Arga approached Ayla's item and saw the contents as well Ayal's phone.

"The woman again" murmured Arga.

In the private room at the moment. Ayla still took her breath and also looked at Farhan.

"I told you not to bother me anymore. I am married and I have a child. You and your sister have no shame" said Ayla who sounded strange in Farhan's ears. Lifting next to her eyebrows looked at Ayla in wonder and chuckled.

The blonde woman went and locked the door. Ayla can't catch up with him and is now locked up with Farhan in this private room.

"Wah.wah.wah where was Ayla who was always gentle and also anti-violent."

Farhan walked over and Ayla immediately retreated her steps.

Only Farhan will touch Ayla's head. Ayla moved away. Farhan smiled and put his right hand in his pocket.

"But with this you will not be able to run anymore." Ayla was cornered in the room. His steps stopped on the wall behind him.

"Sway away or me.."

"What Ayla. You want to do whatever you want." Instantly a loud slap made Farhan's face fall down and the corner of the lips slightly bleed.

"Many as well." Farhan chuckled slightly back his pace. Suddenly Farhan pulls Ayla's hair violently and throws her on the sofa.

Ayla immediately got up as soon as her clothes tore off her bottom and made her thighs look real in Farhan's naked eye.

"It's so pretty."

I can't cry right now, remember Ayla she almost left Zelin and Angga dead, Ayla's inner self.

Ayla looked at Farhan who kept on approaching. Ayla grabbed the bottle of Wine and hit Farhan hard on the head.

Staring at Ayla with red eyes was an annoyed and angry face.

"You think I'll just shut up." Clutching Ayla's chin and pulling her very close to Farhan's face.

"Maybe. You didn't actually beat me up." Ayla kicked Farhan's center so hard that Farhan was in half-dead pain.

Ayla got up and ran to the door trying to open the door with a face of panic and sweat. But, all in vain the door was locked.

"Please, please.." while hitting the pitu violently banged on him until his hand turned red.

"Free.. Hehe.. Free this room is far from the Cctv and also the crowd Arga will not find you if Mrs Ten himself tells you, but unfortunately Mrs Ten is in the wild." Farhan confidently got back up with a little pain.

Ayla clenched her hands and hit the door hard.

"Come here, baby." Ayla stopped standing where she was silent. Farhan was already staring at him like a starving beast.

Do what you want now you have to make him give up bothering you, inner Ayla.

She looked back at Farhan. Walking forward for a moment the hard punch on Farhan's face and stomach made Farhan a little agonized.

The next attack Farhan held him. Twist Ayla's hand back and kiss Ayla's neck. Ayla keeps moving in a revolt but free. Now Farhan is not weak anymore if Ayla was easy to hit and hit him now can no longer.

The loud pounding of the door and the shot in Farhan's chest instantly made Ayla a little surprised to look back with Farhan lying unconscious. He turned his body and looked at who shot Farhan.

"Arga! ARG." Ayla ran to Arga and held her arms. Wajh and body parts are also clothes affected by blood splashes.

Letting go of her embrace looked at Ayla's face. Instantly Arga realized that Ayla's dress was damaged and showed Ayla's beautiful legs.

Take off her suit and put it on Ayla.

"Take Ayla away and get her home." His subordinate nodded by walking Ayla out of the room.

Arga approached Farhan and patted Farhan on the cheek. Farhan woke up and looked at Arga chuckling.

"I'm not being rude. I won't.." The gun immediately presses Farhan's chest just above Farhan's heart if Arga shoots Farhan dead.

"Sssst. I will never make your life calm by doing this to my wife. It wasn't me who was going to finish you off but," Arga said, allowing a middle-aged woman to enter with a big ball.

Arga pulled the gun back. Stand up.

"Let this child be the material of his papa babble," said Mrs Ten with ease.

Arga looked at him nodding and came out from there.